The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 275

"Brooks, sorry if I startled you."

Evelyn seemed to have pulled herself together, offering Brooks a small, tentative smile. But that little curve of her lips tugged painfully at Brooks' heart. He didn't say much, just gently ruffled her hair and took her cold hand in his.

Evelyn hesitated for a second, her gaze falling on their intertwined hands. She lingered for just a moment longer, not pulling away. Her heart felt like ice, craving the warmth.

"Thanks, Dr. Grant. I'll head out now."

"Call me anytime," Dr. Grant reminded her.

"Sure," Evelyn nodded softly, leaving with Brooks.

stepped out, replaying the conversation between the psychologist and Brooks in her mind. She was certain now that Evelyn had severe psychological issues, ones that could lead her to drastic actions if triggered. All that echoed in her mind were those words:

smile spread across Dahlia's lips. She was eager to see how Charles could ever make amends to a dead woman.

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trembling anymore, but she hadn't fully bounced back and her mood was still off. Her eyes wandered outside, her

only when the car stopped that Evelyn snapped back to reality. She unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out, realizing they weren't at her apartment but

his voice gentle, "It's still

brought her here not to play himself, but to help her unwind and be happy. "Okay," she nodded lightly,

his large hand, Evelyn took the lead this time, placing her hand into his warm palm. Brooks led her inside, bought tickets, and took her straight

role, explaining the rules she got into the go-kart. With a glance at Brooks in the kart beside her and encouraged by his look, she pressed the

M

to fast driving, Evelyn gradually started to enjoy herself, and a smile

go-karting, Brooks took her to the archery range. Evelyn had no clue how to shoot. Brooks stood behind her, teaching patiently.